James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

321. Let Us Forget 4/9/2010
322. He And I 4/9/2010
323. Lullaby 4/9/2010
324. Out Of Nazareth 4/9/2010
325. The Old Times Were The Best 1/3/2003
326. My Bride That Is To Be 4/9/2010
327. A Noted Traveler 4/9/2010
328. A Parent Reprimanded 4/9/2010
329. A Sudden Shower 4/9/2010
330. Our Kind Of A Man 4/9/2010
331. Fame 4/9/2010
332. A Rough Sketch 4/9/2010
333. Nothin' To Say 4/9/2010
334. Nessmuk 4/9/2010
335. Who Santy-Claus Wuz 4/9/2010
336. A Prospective Visit 4/9/2010
337. Company Manners 4/9/2010
338. When She Comes Home 4/9/2010
339. How Did You Rest, Last Night? 4/9/2010
340. Father William 4/9/2010
341. Down Around The River 4/9/2010
342. The Bumblebee 12/31/2002
343. Art And Love 4/9/2010
344. A Water-Color 4/9/2010
345. A' Old Played-Out Song 4/9/2010
346. On The Sunny Side 4/9/2010
347. No Boy Knows 4/9/2010
348. Das Krist Kindel 4/9/2010
349. An Out-Worn Sappho 4/9/2010
350. Down On Wriggle Crick 4/9/2010
351. Dusk 4/9/2010
352. Dearth 4/9/2010
353. Where-Away 4/9/2010
354. Dreamer, Say 4/9/2010
355. When Evening Shadows Fall 4/9/2010
356. When De Folks Is Gone 4/9/2010
357. Old Winters On The Farm 4/9/2010
358. A New Year's Plaint 4/9/2010
359. Cousin Rufus' Story 4/9/2010
360. Jack-In-The-Box 4/9/2010

Comments about James Whitcomb Riley

  • Kathryn (9/14/2018 9:00:00 PM)

    Does anyone know of a poem by James Whitcom Riley about a boy who uses his father's seat in the family outhouse, which proves to be too large for him?

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  • nariah n white (11/27/2017 8:59:00 AM)

    did you know that ROBERT FROST made LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE because I think that you work with him. So I just want to ask are you working with him. just text back as soon as you can. Oh and I am 8 years old in the 3 grade

  • nariah (11/22/2017 9:21:00 AM)

    I love little orphan annie poet you wrote so I just want to say I love your interest in this poem

  • Jules Levin (11/15/2013 11:13:00 AM)

    I am looking for the date of writing/publishing for each poem and could not find it on the site.
    Am I overlooking something obvious?

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  • Catharine Dee (3/10/2012 2:21:00 PM)

    Date of birth listed above is wrong. It's October 7th not the 9th.

  • Stella Mary (1/3/2012 5:00:00 AM)

    I read your poems and it was good.

  • Tony Judson (9/15/2006 8:21:00 AM)

    James I read your 'poem of the day' and I think it is brilliant! your sense of rythmn & rhyme is beautiful and your poetic license with spelling and alliteration is superb.
    It makes wish I could have been the fly on the wall in a meeting between you and the late Ogden Nash- Keep it up Cheers Tony Judson

  • Carolyn Binkley (10/6/2005 6:47:00 PM)

    James Whitcomb Riley is by far one of my favorite poets of all time. I love his imagery, his imagination, his rhyme and rhythm. And most of all I love his sense of 'simple' and his connection to the nature in all of us. He cleverly plays with that which is real, unlike Lewis Carroll who cleverly plays with that which is not.

Best Poem of James Whitcomb Riley

A Life-Lesson

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your slate, I know;
And the glad, wild ways
Of your schoolgirl days
Are things of the long ago;
But life and love will soon come by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your heart I know;
And the rainbow gleams ...

Read the full of A Life-Lesson

The Ripest Peach

The ripest peach is highest on the tree --
And so her love, beyond the reach of me,
Is dearest in my sight. Sweet breezes, bow
Her heart down to me where I worship now!

She looms aloft where every eye may see
The ripest peach is highest on the tree.
Such fruitage as her love I know, alas!
I may not reach here from the orchard grass.

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